[It's a question she has to ask herself sometimes, one that never gets a definite answer. If only because there's a thousand answers. He listens. He's honest. He apologizes. He cooks (an added bonus really). It hurts when he does hide the truth, it means something to her and it isn't often that she finds herself caring for such things.
She could go on saying all these things at one, but as she pulls her head back to look at him, a slight shrug in place, she sums it up.]
Because my life actually feels real with you in it.
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She could go on saying all these things at one, but as she pulls her head back to look at him, a slight shrug in place, she sums it up.]
Because my life actually feels real with you in it.